Monday, January 31, 2005

A Guy In Pajamas: The Musical!
Michael Moore, Desperado

BACKDROP: On a movie screen, gray with rain, Michael Moore in battered cowboy hat, drover's coat hanging to the ground, boots and spurs, sitting slumped in the saddle of a pinto pony. The pony's head droops. They are beside a barbed wire fence.

ON STAGE: A Guy in Pajamas, also in cowboy hat and boots, sits on a stool in front of the screen, holding his battered old guitar. He strums a chord.

"This here song is dedicated to Michael Moore." He begins playing.

Why don't you come to your senses
You been spitting out nonsense
For so long now
Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you've got your reasons
But these things that are pleasin' you
Will hurt us somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds dude
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Oh you ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger
They'll drive you insane
And freedom, oh freedom
You say it's not for the Arabs
All you can care about is glory and rage

Don't your blood run cold at election time
Your "minutemen" run and the red states shine
It's hard to remember which lies that you've told
You're losing all sense of right and wrong
They're putting your words in the butcher's song
You know

Why don't you come to your senses
Come down off your nonsense
Open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you
You better let the truth shine through
Before it's too late


(With apologies to The Eagles.)

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